You are well endowed
Is it all you?
Or is it padded up
there
I won’t care
If you let me in up
there
And what about below
stairs
Just let me get in
under there
Into your under wear
And I will find your
derriere
Among your treasures
And some mutual
pleasures
My wife is very house proud
A domestic goddess n'est-ce
elle pas
She makes a Dyson look
obsolete
And her food wins a
Michelin star
She washes and irons
like a Trojan
And keeps the garden
tidy and neat
But all this counts
for nothing
As I love her because she’s
so sweet
Their bodies lay entwined
As they had so many
times before
It was in this final
lingering embrace
That she slowly
slipped away
Live a very good life
Live it honourably and
true
And live it to the
full
Then I will promise
you
That when you look
back
As your days begin to
wane
And you look back,
you’ll
Get to enjoy it all
over again
She has gone now
And has left a hole
Where my heart
Once resided
But her spirit
Is always with me
And hangs in the air
Like a breath of spring
Nazism was like a cancer
Spread across the
continent
And when Hitler was
defeated
It was not a cure, for
the cancer
But merely in
remission
Original Fairy Tales
Were not devised
To scare children
And inform them
That monsters existed
Children already knew
There were monsters
What Fairy Tales did
Was to teach children
That monsters
Could be beaten
